Epic Fail(Open)

[Agent X]

Nijo stratched one of the X shaped scars on his head as he waited for the elevator to arrive to the floor he was headed to. After a moment a soft ping sounded off and the doors opend, and Nijo wasted no time in exiting the confined space. He walked up to one of the apartment doors, room 415, why did targets always have to hide out in the crappy, low rent apartments?
He drew two silenced fresh off the shelf automatics. He kicked down the door and let loose a spray of deadly led, leaving everyone in the room with at least a few bullets in 'em.

He looked around, no one was standing, but that didn't mean that they were all dead. He walked up to a body that was near the window, bad idea. Before he even knew what had hit him, he was getting mowed down by at least two automatics, he couldn't really count seeing as how they had hit him from behind. The force sent him flying out the window, where he started to fall, and unfortuantly, he was on the fourth floor.

He hit the top of a car, probably a taxi, because thats what everyone hits when they get blasted out of a window. He groaned, his healing factor kicking in, thank god for it. The bullets were pushed from his flesh, landing on the roof of the car with harmless metallic plops. He was torn up, bullet holes in his clothes up the wazoo, and covered with blood.

[Poison Ivy]

Pamela Isley sat in a tree, carefully watching the leaves lightly wave in the soft wind that whisked by. It was serene-- yet she quaked for a fight. She had told Batman that she was going to do more protecting than fighting, but the adrenaline rush was missed. Green tinted skin slowly moved under the shadows the branches created under the moon. Running her fingers through her thick, jacinth hair, Pamela's green eyes turned to a nearby building, uninterested as she heard the blunt array of gunshots go off.

Suddenly, Poison Ivy saw a man fly out the window of the loud building. Her lips pouted as a loud car alarm shot off. Though she considered staying on the highest branch of the tree and watching the poor man limp back to his home, where ever that was. But, instead, her nimble, strong body flipped from the tree, landing perfectly onto the ground. Her hips shifted from side to side as she walked over the the man who was obviously hurt.

"Hey, kid. You need some assistance?" Pamela asked with an odd quirk in her voice as she leaned on her right leg and placed her hand on her hip. She raised a brow. This could be interesting.

[Agent X]

Alex rubbed the back of his neck to get a slight kink out of it. So getting shot by a bunch of bullets hurt like hell, and he didn't like the fact that there was a million holes in his clothes, but the thing he hated the most was that his shades were broken. These weren't your common store bought sunglasses, they strapped to his head, to make sure they wouldn't come off!

He sighed a little, they weren't shattered, but there was a bullet hole in it. He would just have to get a new pair later, and he would have to get some extras incase this happend again. He turned his head in alarm, moving into a crouching postion, his gun raised up and ready to fire. He looked at the owner of the obviously female voice, she didn't look normal.

"I'll be fine, and I'm not a kid." Alex obviously didn't care for being called a kid, especially by a green lady that didn't even look that much older then him. "Who're you?"

[Jessica Drew]

Jessica was out for a stroll. Not being a Shield agent, not being Spider-woman. Simply being Jessica drew taking a stroll. She had to admit if was kind of refreshing to get away from all that duality.

How did the Peter Parkers, The Captain Americas do this day in and day out? She had to admit she admired their resolve. She was simply looking at her feet when she heard a large crash! Swinging her head over immediately. There was a man who had Smashed into a car.

With a large sigh. She ran over and grabbed her badge. time to be a shield agent. She ran over and looked over the two she slightly recognized one. Agent x? that weird Deadpool hating freak? and some green woman. Breathing out some air
"I'm a shield agent, what just happened here?" she asked in stern tone of voice.

[Poison Ivy]

Her eyes narrowed at first when the gun was raised at her. In two seconds flat she could have smacked the machine right from the man's hands, but she saw him hold back. Pamela's brow was still quirked, and she took a step forward. "Sensitive man, then." Poison Ivy said with a sly smirk. Inwardly, she slightly winced. The guy looked horrible. Her smile faded as she saw his tattered clothing. Frankly, the man looked as if he were a gang-raped hobo. Placing a thin finger over her green-tinted lips, cogs turned in her mind. There were always clothing stores to steal from to help out this man get some new clothes. I'm doing good by doing bad. Pamela told herself with a casual shrug of her shoulders.

"The name is Poison Ivy." Her jaw slightly hung, a smile lingering on her lips. "What's this man's name?"

Her head turned when Ivy heard another voice. It was only a matter of time until someone would interrupt a civil conversation. She sighed and ran her thin fingers through her hair, boredly. Pamela contemplated telling the girl the two weren't interested in hearing her pity concerns, but she seemed to recognize the guy. Hm, maybe this would be interesting. Mildly. She ignored the woman with a scoff.

[Agent X]

Alex knew not to underestimate people, especially green ones, it meant that they ate their veggies, and someone who ate their veggies was more superpowered then any mutant he could think of. He lowered his gun as she corrected herself, calling him a man instead of boy, which pleased him a little bit. He put the gun back in its holster, not taking his eyes off of the lady.

He had to say, that she had peaked his interest, she was quite the intriguing character. He listend as she spoke her name, Poison Ivy huh? It fit her, she seemed deadly enough. "My names Alex Hayden." He hoped down off the roof of the car, making himself more level with Poison Ivy.

He turned quickly as another voice sounded off, but not drawing his weapon this time, he knew well enough not to draw every time someone spoke to him. He looked at the girl, she seemed vaguely famliar, but he just couldn't place it. He barely held in a groan when she said she was with Shield, like he even wanted to mess with thouse goons. "What? A man can't call four stories and not be hounded by Shield? Who are you anyways?"

[Jessica Drew]

Jessica Sighed as she over viewed the situation, she was completely ignored by the green woman? Green can be so mean, she thought to herself with a laugh.

Pulling her badge back into her pocket she looked over them again.

"What? A man can't call four stories and not be hounded by Shield? Who are you anyways?" Agent Drew placed her hands on her hips. And sighed "As a matter of fact Mr ...X? They cannot" Looking around she raised her arm "however knowing your dubious origins, surrounding a Mr Wilson, I'm not entirely sure i would not of done the same thing"

Then moving around the car she suddenly realized she was releasing pheromones again. Great, she said to herself, now she was going to have another love sick puppy on her hands. Wheeling around she looked at the green woman "and i'm afraid i don't know you"

[Poison Ivy]

As the woman pulled out her badge, Pamela couldn't help but roll her eyes. Oh please, She thought herself as she dropped her hand from her hip and turned her gaze to the totaled cab. Big deal. Nice badge. With this woman here, she wouldn't be able to get anything done. She spoke to the man... Mr. X, she had said, Pamela turned shifted her pale green eyes to the tall man who approached her.

"I'm afraid I don't know you."

Poison Ivy turned her head, mock-curiously. She doesn't know Ivy, eh? Her hand slipped up onto her hip again, sending her a slightly agitated glare. "Hm? Oh." The woman began, biting her lip as if she were concerned that this woman of authority knew nothing of Poison Ivy. "Well, I'm afraid I don't care." Pamela crossed her arms over her chest and

ooc| Sorry it's short! Baargh!

[Agent X]

Alex noticed that Ivy was just ignoring the Shield agent period, until the girl said that she didn't know Ivy, which Ivy replied to harshly. He stratched the side of his face, something strange was going on. He looked at the Shield agent with new eyes, she was one of the most attractive girls he had ever seen! He shook his head, what was going on? He hadn't even given the girl a second glance earlier, and now she seemed simply to good to be true, it was like a nightmare and a dream at the same time!

He knew that it couldn't be real, there had to be something going on, maybe she was a mutant with the ability to come off as super sexy? But no, Ivy was still treating her coldly, unless it didn't work on the same gender. He fought againts the feeling, managing to retain at least his composure, although he wasn't sure how long that would last. He clenched his jaw and forced his eyes away from the agent, and back onto Poison Ivy, maybe she felt it too?

He was getting desperate, he didn't want to throw himself at her feet and act like some love sick fool, he would hate to look so pathetic. He put both of his hands behind his back and drew a small knife, cutting into his arm in the desperate hope that it would at least give him something else to focus on, and fortunately, it made resisting whatever was going on a little bit easier, but just a little.

"Look, we haven't done anything, you don't have any grounds to arrest us, and you haven't even stated why your here, why don't you just tell us what you want, or just go away?" His words were forced, it was harder to speak, like his tounge was tied up. He remembered this feeling, the feeling you got when you were around a girl you liked so much that you were afraid you would say something horribly wrong.

[Jessica Drew]

Jessica turned her face towards Agent X and smiled "I never said i was going to arrest anyone" she looked to the wreckage "As a matter of fact i couldn't care less about this car, i just sort of see it as my duty"

Smiling when she realized her pheromones were in affect. She then flicked her hair out and flared up some bio eletric shocks around her hands the fizzled with the air and gave a formidable glow "i'm afraid i wasn't asking miss...Green" She said pointing to her bio electric blasts

[Poison Ivy]

The girl spoke with light words, dripping with something... sexuality? Ivy pursed her lip. Typical female. Pamela's eyes darted to Alex Hayden, who seemed to fall under an all-too-familiar spell. She scoffed. What was she planning to do with that succumbed dog on her feet. The girl will trip with that baggage. The black-haired woman spoke to her, and Pamela raised a brow, but kept her gaze on the lovesick man. Soon she turned to the cab, and then back to the woman. She didn't look too tough. Nothing to be afraid of. Poison Ivy ran her fingers through her hair and let out a bored sigh. How depressing.

When she heard a grunt from the man, her sight shot to him. Pamela's eyes widened as she watched him slice his skin. The doctor in her wanted to run to the man to help his wounds, but the villain in her hesitated. So he does have a mind, in there. She thought to herself, intrigued. Though Poison Ivy planned on telling the woman off, she merely grinned at the energy forming at her palms. "Well, while you're a desperate sex magnet, I guess it wouldn't hurt if we went for a walk?" She raised a brow, also assuming a fighting position. With her veteran skills, she could dodge nearly anything that went her way.

[Agent X]

Alex watched as everyone seemed to exchange glances, and for a moment or two, there was only silence. The agent had stated that she had no real reason to be here, past the fact that she felt it was her job or some crap like that, he didn't really care, and it was getting harder to pay attention ontop of that. His previous cut had healed up, so he inflicted another one, the fresh rush of pain bringing some of his senses back, hopefully this would prove to be enough for now.

He watched as the agents fist began to glow, threatening Poison Ivy's name out of her basicly, but Ivy didn't seem ready to play that game. Alex found himself releasing a deep sigh of relief as she spoke about the girl being a sex magnet, that meant that it was something that the girl was causing, and not just Alex going insane. "And while were taking a walk, can we perhaps turn off the sex appeal? I could just keep cutting myself, but I really would rather you just turning off whatever ability your using to cause this."

Alex watched Ivy enter a fighting stance, and it wasn't just some random bullshit stance, the lady knew what she was doing, which was slightly impressive for some reason, Alex guessed that he just respected a woman who knew how to protect herself? He almost scoffed at the idea, he didn't respect anyone, so it was obviously something else.

[Jessica Drew]

This was a weird situation. Jessica Tried to think it through this as best she could. And simply sighed to herself. what was the point? Agent x was known to be somewhat about as reliable as Deadpool, and that wasn't a comforting thought.

Looking around she blushed a little when she realized X was being affected by the pheromones. Crossing her arms over herself she smiled sheepishly "Oh I'm, I'm so sorry, sometimes when i get nervous that just, kind of happens"

Swinging her head over everyone "so a walk then?"

[Poison Ivy]

Well, Alex really seemed to want to break out of the little spell this woman had pushed him under. It was impressive. She raised a brow at the man and lifted her chin, as if she were staring at him from above. Pamela could only smirk at the woman who attempted to sound threatening. Stifling a scoffing chuckle, her eyes set on the man who continued to resist the woman's pheromones. He seemed slightly taken aback when Ivy had assumed her fighting stance. Cute. She smirked at him as she scanned him. Ivy returned to a neutral position and relaxed her shoulders as she let out a long sigh. What a bore. She thought to herself. Pamela was looking forward to meeting some men, not some girl who wanted to get laid.

Oh, she didn't know. Pamela thought sarcastically, nearly letting out a laugh as the woman smiled sheepishly. No woman let's out the sex-scent by accident. She rolled her eyes. The woman said something about it happening when she's nervous. Taking a step forward, Pamela swayed her hips for a moment and placed her hand on her hip. "Why would you be nervous?" She said with an odd quirk in her voice, still holding her smirk. Without waiting for a response, Ivy continued with: "Yeah, a walk." The green goddess grunted boredly. Hopefully something would liven up the night. It wasn't fun being confined to a walk with an agent who has some fetish with plasma.

[Agent X]

Alex chuckled a little at the Shield agents response, what reason exactly did she have to be nervous for? They don't let fidgety people in Shield, they had to be pretty tough, otherwise they'd never make it, you don't get carried in that Organization. He shruged at the idea of a walk, anything to possibly get over this stupid effect he was under.

He watched as Poison Ivy left her fighting pose, and brought up the question that Alex had thought only a few moments ago. He was about to start walking, like Ivy had confirmed they would be doing just that, when the thugs that had blasted him out of the window earlier came out of the entrance to the apartment complex, and for the first time, Alex was wondering where the cops were.

"Hey, that guys still alive! What the hell, didn't we fill him with like fifty shells!?" Alex barely rolled out of the way of another spray of bullets, a few of them hitting him in the shoulder but mostly missing him this time. He pulled out two pistols and got ready for the fight, there was about twelve of 'em from what he had counted, maybe more, and at least a few of them had a bullet or two in them.

"Hope you girls are ready to start some shit." He rolled out of cover and shot a few bullets, hitting two guys in the legs, causing them to fall to the ground. Alex quickly moved back into cover behind the next car, but it didn't provide as much of a protection as the last one, the bullets just ripping through its crappy metal. Alex found himself with a nice amount of bullets charging straight into his back, and coming out of his front.